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ella oyó a nińos el jugar en el sol
hace usted no oír
amo robar un rato lejos
sobre ellas todas, mirando abajo
vi que el dios usted la duda?
estoy muriendo
vivido por la orilla
ella estalló el vino feroz
disparando para arriba, cayendo abajo

 



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